Chapter Twenty-One
“I told you my dad would love you as much as I do, I don’t know why you were so nervous.” Brandi smiled at Mason as they drove back to her house.
“Well, he sure didn’t act like it,” Mason growled.
“That’s just his way. Sometimes it takes a little while for him to warm up to people. Besides, my parents are crazy about Ben.”
“And why shouldn’t they be? He’s a super kid.”
“Speaking of kids… When we’re married do you want any more? I have the twins, and you have Ben, and I’m not getting any younger.”
“I’d rather hold off, but let’s play it by ear. Our children are at an age where they can pretty much entertain themselves; a baby will take both of our time. I want to be a little selfish right now and have some of your attention, too.” He winked at her.
Brandi’s heart fluttered. She was so happy that she almost felt guilty. Mason filled her days and nights with so much joy she could barely stand it. He’d proposed to her one month after the horrifying Rodney incident.
Things had been hectic once the police arrived on the scene. Apparently, a passerby heard the commotion and called the police. Brandi and Mason were rushed to the hospital.
When they were both released, they gave their separate statements. Because of their statements, plus the restraining order, the phone messages, and what had happened to Mason’s car, the police decided no charges would be made against Mason. Brandi shuddered to think about the whole ordeal.
Although she would sometimes wake up in the middle of the night from a nightmare, with Mason’s support, it was easier to deal with all that had happened to her. She loved him to distraction. Their bond grew stronger than ever and the kids adored him. DJ looked up at him with the same hero worship in his eyes that Ben did.
Mya was finally over her aversion to redheads, and Ben was one of the sweetest little boys she knew. The kids got along beautifully, and she and Mason were planning their future. Mason decided to sell his house to buy something a little more family friendly, and they were having a ball house hunting.
Brandi studied Mason’s handsome profile. She didn’t think she would ever tire of his beautiful face. Though he still seemed very familiar to her, it no longer mattered that she couldn’t place her finger on why. She loved him.
“It was nice of your parents to watch the twins and Ben tonight.”
“Yes, but they love them. They spoil the twins to death. They come back so rotten after they’ve spent time with their grandparents.”
“That’s what grandparents are for.”
“I suppose.”
“I have to get them a little gift for keeping Ben with them as well.”
“It’s nothing. We’re going to be family in a few months, anyway.” She touched his face. “Mason, I can’t wait to be your wife.”
He took his eyes off the road briefly to look at her and smiled before turning his attention back to driving. “I know how you feel. I can’t wait for you to be my wife.”
“Do you know what would make this night perfect?”
“Hmm, making love?”
“You must have read my mind. Hurry up and get us home.”
“You don’t want me to get a ticket, do you?”
“No, but let’s take a shortcut.”
“Am I going to have to pull over to the side of the road and fuck you senseless?”
“You keep threatening me with that, but you never do. You’re all talk.”
“Oh? I am? We’ll see.”
Mason turned the car at the next intersection and drove until they came to a dead end. He pulled over and stopped the car. “Okay. Get out.”
“What? Are you serious?” she asked incredulously. He turned to look at her, his green eyes dark with desire.
“I’m going to prove to you once and for all that I am not all talk. Now get out of the car.” He undid his seatbelt and stepped of the car. Mason walked around to her door and opened it.
“Mason! What are you doing? We can’t do anything out in the open like this.”
“Says who? This is a low traffic area. It’s not likely that anyone will be turning down this dead end and if they do, they’ll just get a little show.”
“Umm, I’m not really sure if I want to be anyone’s show, Mason.” He ignored her as he undid her seatbelt and pulled her out of the car.
When he closed the door, he pressed her body against the car. She could feel the hardness of his cock against her stomach.
“What’s wrong, Brandi, you’re not all talk, are you?” he taunted her with her own words, then his mouth came down on hers before she could protest again.
The instant his lips touched hers, she was lost as she always was when she was in his arms. His kiss was urgent and demanding. She felt the rush of his breath in her mouth. She could taste the wine he’d consumed earlier on his tongue as it slid past her parted lips. She welcomed the persistent exploring and probing, returning his kiss enthusiastically.
Brandi wrapped her arms around him and practically became one with him. Her heart swelled with love and her pussy throbbed with desire. Mason captured her bottom lip with his teeth, tugging it playfully before stroking it with his tongue.
“Mmm, you taste delicious, as always,” he murmured.
The carnal feelings that spread through her demanded more. She cupped the back of his head to bring his lips back to hers, but Mason seemed to have other ideas. He moved his mouth to her ear to gently nip on her earlobe. “Do you like that, Brandi?”
“You know I do,” she whispered back.
“Damn, you’re sweet.”
His hands cupped her breasts, caressing them with a reverence that made her weak in the knees. Brandi knew that she would have fallen if she weren’t leaning against the car. The feel of his fingers playing with her breasts through the thin material of her sundress made her body clamor for more of his wicked touch. She wanted to feel him on her bare skin.
As though reading her mind, he pushed the straps of her dress off her shoulders to reveal her braless mounds. “You have the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen. They look good enough to touch…and taste. Do you want to feel my mouth right here?” Mason asked, lightly grazing a taut peak with his knuckles.
Brandi shivered in response. A gust of wind blew, teasing her already hardened nipples. She gasped at how sensitive her body had become with just a look from his seductive green eyes. A long time ago, she stopped trying to figure out how this man was able to make her feel this way. There was no question that he was the master of her body.
“Yes, Mason. Please touch me. I want to feel your mouth on me,” she said, pulling his head toward her breasts. She leaned against the car as his hot mouth sucked in one swollen nub.
“Oh, yes.” She moaned in delight as he ravaged her. His tongue swirled around and flicked the dark tip.
Mason bit her breast playfully. “It tastes as good as it looks. Let me see if the other one is just as delicious.” He turned his attention to her other breast. Brandi could only shake her head from side to side, moaning in the back of her throat as sinful waves of pleasure coursed through her body.
The way he played with her breasts was driving her crazy. As he licked and sucked one breast, his fingers played with the other. “Mason, you really turn me on,” she moaned.
“At least you’ll die with a smile on your face,” he smirked before blowing on her wet nipple, make her gasp in delight. He buried his face between her breasts and nuzzled her. She loved the feel of his face against her sensitive skin. The light stubble of a day’s growth teased and titillated her senses.
Mason stood up and pulled her into his arm, crushing her mouth to his again in a kiss more forceful than the first. As his mouth moved passionately over hers, he grabbed her thigh and lifted it up so that he could slide his hand inside her dress.
Brandi’s breath caught in her throat in anticipation. She couldn’t wait to feel his hands on her eager pussy. She was already wet with need for his cock. “Yes, please touch me, Mason,” she begged.
“Do you want my hands on your pussy, baby?”
“Yes, I want it all: your hands, fingers, and cock. Give them to me!”
“You’re greedy, aren’t you?”
“Greedy for your touch. Stop teasing me.” Brandi pouted.
“You know I can’t resist you when you look at me like that.” Mason smiled at her and slowly slid his hand up her thigh until he reached her panties. “Umm, you’re already wet for me. I can feel it and I can smell it.”
His fingers slid inside her panties, and he touched her clit. “Oh, God, yes. Touch me like that.”
Brandi would have never thought in a million years that she would be outside in plain view of anyone who cared to drive this way, begging to be touched like this, but he had her so hot that they could have been in the middle of Times Square for all she cared.
He twirled her little button between his fingers, and she cried out his name. “Oh, Mason!”
“I love touching you like this, Brandi. I like love the way you moan in the back of your throat and call my name. I love how wet your pussy gets. Before I met you, I didn’t know a pussy could get this wet. My cock is so damn hard just from touching you like this,” he said in a deep whisper, his eyes never leaving her face.
She shuddered with desire as he seduced her with his words. Mason then slid two fingers inside her channel, thrusting and twisting them. When he scraped his nails against the wall of her pussy, she nearly passed out from the sudden burst of pleasure.
She look down to see his pale hand probing sensually between her legs, and the erotic picture that it created was enough to send another burst of sensation through her body. Brandi looked at Mason through glazed eyes, and although her passion was raging, it couldn’t match the feeling for him in her heart. She loved this man so much, and there was nothing more sensual than being with the man you loved.
“I love you, Mason,” she whispered.
“I love you, too, Brandi. You have no idea how much.” He kissed her on the side of the neck, although he continued to fuck her with his fingers. His hand was no longer enough. She was so damn hot and she wanted his cock. She wanted to feel the thrust of him inside of her.
“Fuck me now! I can’t take this anymore.”
“I’m so damn hard, I thought I was going to burst at any minute. You have that effect on me, you know.”
“I know, because you have the same effect on me. Now stop talking and give me some of that beautiful cock of yours. My pussy is getting lonely.”
“Undo my pants.”
Brandi eagerly complied, quickly unbuckling his belt, undoing his button, and unzipping his pants. She then pushed everything down his hips and his cock popped out.
Mason’s breath caught in his throat as her hands slid over her his cock, lightly stroking it. Damn, she was beautiful. He loved this woman more than life itself, and he didn’t know what he had done to deserve her. She was gorgeous, sexy, sweet, and only she could give him the hugest hard-on imaginable. At work, he would find himself daydreaming about how much he wanted her, and his cock would instantly spring to life.
Mason refused to admit he fully intended to pull over to the side of the road before they got home and that her taunting had nothing to do with it. His horniness was too overwhelming to deny.
He lifted her up against the car and hiked her dress to her waist. Too impatient to pull her panties down her thighs, he ripped them off and tossed them aside.
“Mason, those were expensive!” she exclaimed, but she didn’t really sound that angry about it.
“Not anymore,” he growled before he plunged into her pussy. They both gasped at the same time. The exquisite sensation of her cunt wrapped around his cock was like no other feeling. She was so damn tight and wet that he didn’t know how much longer he would be able to hold out.
Every time they made love, it always felt like the first time. Mason knew that he would never get tired of being inside of her. Brandi wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck.
“Yes! This is what I’ve been waiting for,” she cried out, gyrating her hips against the thrust of his cock.
“You feel so good, Brandi. You have got the best pussy ever,” he moaned.
“And you have the best cock. Fuck me harder, Mason. Make me yours.”
“You are mine, and I am yours,” he said as he plunged roughly into her pussy, giving it to her exactly how she liked it. For such a tiny woman, Brandi gave as good as she got.
Thunderbolts of sensation danced along his nerves, heightening the sensations of the moment. He loved the feel of Brandi’s fingers running through his hair, and the way she pressed kisses into his neck as he continued to plunge in and out of her. Mason was drowning in an ocean of lust and he didn’t want to be rescued.
“You’re so sexy, Brandi. You’re my little chocolate pocket Venus.”
“You’re my white knight,” she murmured.
He increased the pace of his thrusts, going faster and deeper, and Brandi worked her body over his, matching him stroke for stroke. Mason gripped her ass in his palms and plunged deeper still.
“Oh, God, Mason, I’m so close!”
“So am I.”
Each thrust pushed him closer to the edge. He was on fire and when he felt her pussy tighten around his cock and she screamed. He could no longer hold in his own explosive climax. His seed shot up her channel, and she went limp in his arms.
Mason pressed her body against the car, resting his head against her shoulder. He could hear the erratic beating of her heart that matched his own frenzied beating.
“I won’t ever accuse you of being all talk again.” She laughed.
“I told you I was a man of action.”
“I can’t wait to get home.”
“Are you ready for it again? You’re insatiable.” He chuckled.
“Only insatiable for you.”
“Brandi, I love you so much. Thank you for loving me,” he whispered.
“No, thank you.”
As they drove home, Mason couldn’t help but thank his lucky stars. When he had woken up at the hospital, a big chunk of his memory was missing. He couldn’t remember a lot of anything. The doctors told him that it was normal to experience some memory loss after head trauma and that maybe he would eventually get his memory back. He wasn’t so sure, and it was scary that he couldn’t remember so many special things that had happened in his life before the injury.
There was one thing he was grateful for. He remembered Brandi, and she had been by his side the whole time. Every day he thanked his lucky stars for her coming into his life. He loved her so much that it hurt sometimes, and he adored her twins as though they were his own already. Their children got along, and he couldn’t wait for them to be a family. It was as though he had a guardian angel looking out for him.